October 30th Syndrome - letlive.

Take my picture, draw my face

And make me over with purple’s grace

If you pass inspection, while wearing lace

You’ve now acquired your personal taste

There’s nothing left for you to show…

Turn out the lights

It’s your time to shine

There comes a time in every young man’s life

Where you realize you’re a woman

There comes a time in every young man’s life

Where you fight, so let’s fight

Say, «Wow», you’re gray

On the day we get dressed up there’s nothing left for you to wear

You’ve picked out the same design for the last ten years

You cannot hide behind plastic wrap, because clearly it’s clear

You cannot hide behind make up, it runs with the tears